Follow the star to a place unexpectedWould you believe, after all we've projected,A child in a manger?Lowly and small, the weakest of allUnlikeliest hero, wrapped in his mother's shawl Just a child Is this who we've waited for? 'cause

How many kings step down from their thrones?How many lords have abandoned their homes?How many greats have become the least for me?And how many gods have poured out their heartsTo romance a world that is torn all apartHow many fathers gave up their sons for me?

Bringing our gifts for the newborn SaviorAll that we have, whether costly or meekBecause we believe.Gold for his honor, and frankincense for his pleasureAnd myrrh for the cross he will sufferDo you believe?Is this who we've waited for?